Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Qin Fengming used the soul-eating claw at this time. Although its power could not be compared with the powerful attack of the monks at the peak of the aggregation, it was so powerful that Gui Luo in the middle of the aggregation could not help but feel a chill in his heart when he saw it.

Gui Luo was in the restriction of several previous spiritual power attacks and did not experience them personally.

At this moment, facing the shroud of the soul-eating claw, he finally realized that Qin Fengming's attack was powerful and sharp.

Before the huge power of soul confinement came, Gui Luo had already dodged and avoided the place covered by the soul-eating claws. At the same time, the palms of his hands slapped out continuously, and two transformed monsters roared out, quickly blocking the soul-eating claws that were revealed in the attack.

"Bang! Bang!" Two colorful horses flashed, and the two strange beasts shot out by the ghosts were immediately blocked and disappeared under the flash of two Qingyan swords.

The huge claws wrapped in the mist flashed and grabbed the huge array disk in the air. There was a crisp sound and the huge formation disk was crushed on the spot.

With a soul-eating grab, Qin Fengming certainly didn't think he could defeat Gui Luo. The purpose of his attack was to destroy the huge array.

Although the giant formation was not much of a threat to him, the endless number of late-stage infant-transformation skeletons were really insurmountable. And Qin Fengming's first priority this time is to destroy the soul sacrifice. Breaking the magic circle would naturally scatter the ghosts of twenty to thirty million people.

"Damn it, junior, how dare you destroy the formation disk. Huh, do you think that without this magic formation, I can't trap you and kill you?" Seeing that the formation disk was broken, Gui Luo's face suddenly showed anger.

Gui Luo knew what it meant when the formation was broken. Although he still had a backup plan, the magic formation was broken, and his heart became fierce.

But the fight between the two sides, even though it was only two blows, Gui Luo was already very afraid of Qin Fengming's methods.

Gui Luo was even more shocked when he recalled that the young man in front of him had escaped from the joint pursuit of three peak gathering monks.

As he shouted, Gui Luo did not get entangled with Qin Fengming at all. As he waved his hands, several monsters roared out and rushed toward Qin Fengming, while they themselves disappeared in a flash. In the mist.

Colorful rays of light flashed, and several monsters gathered in the mist were killed. The powerful restraint effect of Qing Yan's sword light on Gui Luo's secret technique was fully revealed in this confrontation between the two sides.

Qin Fengming's consciousness locked onto a fast and escaping figure in the distance, snorted coldly in his nose, moved the magic formula in his body, turned into a colorful escaping light, and chased away after being shrouded in mist and filled with spirits.

The sword light shot out one after another, and the spirits blocking his way were easily killed and swept away.

Without the harassment of the giant ** array, under Qin Fengming's release of the majestic true ghost aura in his body, he unexpectedly found that those soulless ghosts were quite obedient to him, and were not like other monks who entered the underworld. During the fog, a swarming attack situation appears.

This made him feel happy, and he no longer felt any burden in his heart.

"Lang Yuan, quickly remove the spell and hand the soul-suppressing bell to me." Gui Luo's figure flashed, and in an instant he reached where the three ghost cultivators were standing. Before he could stop, he was already shouting quickly.

These three ghost cultivators are all at the top of the Ghost King. Everyone gathered around, each making secrets, and working together to control a huge black bell that was about ten feet tall.

The restrictions around them suddenly disappeared, making the three ghost cultivators suddenly feel shocked.

After a quick glance with his spiritual consciousness, he discovered that the giant ** formation that was hundreds of miles in size had disappeared without a trace. The sudden change made the three great monks look horrified.

The silhouette of the person flashed, and the ghost network was revealed. At the same time, a cry resounded in the ears of the three people.

Although the three Ghost Lord monks did not see Qin Fengming's figure, they did not hesitate at all to the words of the old man who flashed in front of him. They all used their spells to remove the magic power acting on the huge black bell. Spell.

The magic power of the three great monks disappeared, and the huge black bell suddenly glowed wildly. With the sound of buzzing, the huge black bell floated above Guiluo's head.

Under the spinning, a strange and compelling wave appeared in the air and spread rapidly to the surroundings. In the midst of this wave of fluctuations, the expressions of the three Ghost Lord monks also changed wildly. Their mana surged in their bodies and their minds quickly converged, so that they could resist this strange wave.

Without hesitation, the three Ghost Lord monks quickly left this place.

"The Soul-Calming Bell, this object is just an imitation of the Soul-Calming Bell. At most, it can only exert a little of the power of the Soul-Calming Bell."

With his body flashing, Qin Fengming followed Gui Luo and arrived in front of everyone. Qin Fengming couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he suddenly heard the words 'soul-suppressing bell'.

After seeing the shape of the huge black bell clearly, the blue light in his eyes faded, and he spoke calmly.

Qin Fengming had heard of the Soul-Calming Bell, which was on the list of Chaos Spiritual Treasures, but it was ranked low and far from the replica of the original Blood Demon Tower that Qin Fengming had seen in the ghost world. It is even lower than the imitation Five Spirit Pagoda in his sect.

Although Qin Fengming said calmly and indifferently, he was already wary in his heart. Of course he knew how powerful the Chaos Spirit Treasure was. At first, he only slightly activated some Purple Light Dragon Soul Shang, and the powerful attack revealed had already frightened him. Trembling.

The power of the spiritual treasure that he could drive and activate with his magic power at that time was less than 10% of that spiritual treasure, but to kill an aggregation monk, Qin Fengming's experience could be said that it was not difficult at all.

As for imitation spiritual treasures, they can generally exert 10% or 20% of the original power.

Even if the soul-suppressing bell Chaos Spiritual Treasure is ranked low, it is still a Chaos Spiritual Treasure, and its power is definitely beyond Qin Fengming's imagination. Although the Ghost Luo in the middle stage of polymerization in front of him cannot completely drive the imitation, as long as it can stimulate a small half of its power, Qin Fengming cannot ignore it.

Watching the three ghost king monks go away, Qin Fengming did not stop them, but fixed his gaze on Gui Luo, not daring to be distracted in the slightest.

"Hmph, this junior has enough experience to know that this treasure is an imitation. Even if it is an imitation, it is not that difficult to kill you." Looking at Qin Fengming who was standing two or three hundred feet away, Guiluo's expression changed. He regained his former composure.

The magic formula surged in the body, and the majestic pure magic power poured into the huge black bell above the head, and a not very loud bell suddenly sounded from the huge black bell. Ripple-like sound waves spread all around, instantly sweeping Qin Fengming, who was standing far away, into them.

His heart sank, and the majestic soul energy in Qin Fengming's body surged rapidly, and a ball of green mist instantly enveloped his body. A burst of ripples flashed, and a dazzling green light suddenly appeared around his body.

Amidst the crackling sound, ripples were extinguished by the green mist on Qin Fengming's body.

"You can actually drive the soul energy?"

Seeing such a scene, Gui Luo became even more gloomy, and couldn't help but scream in shock. His eyes flashed fiercely, and the magic spells in his hands were waved out quickly. At the same time, magic spells were gushing out from his mouth, and even more majestic magic power was poured into the tall black bell.

Facing the opponent's imitation spirit treasure attack, Qin Fengming was also shocked. The ripples seemed gentle, but the huge power of the soul contained within made him feel frightened.

Seeing the other party casting a spell again, Qin Fengming's eyes flashed sharply. He raised his hand and a talisman that he had been holding in his hand flashed out. Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound, and a huge ** formation was about to cast the spell. The ghost network is shrouded in it.

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